It was already 5:30 pm, and it was time for the opening of the catering industry.

Although the food in this simple restaurant is extremely vulgar, only Fang Bingsheng drank wine, and the other two people had never touched chopsticks, diners came in a constant stream, and it was obvious that they were young coolies or workers. They were probably singles who came to Beijing to work hard or had not married a wife, so no one cooked for them. Single Yiyun Yehe often spent money and wanted to call friends to eat dirty restaurants, so the tables and chairs in the restaurant were slowly filled with them.

However, all the poor people came in. They were surprised and a little afraid when they saw the clothes of Li and Kui. After all, the rich in this era scolded and beat down the lower-class people at will, and looking at the world is not a big deal, because the elites are often defenders of morality in their respective cultures, and the poor are not more moral than the rich. In addition, the devil of poverty, they sometimes need more cakes than conscience.

Therefore, many people in this restaurant are so quiet, and only the place far away from Fang Bingsheng's table can sound the sound of drinking.

"Mr. Fang, look, how much is the investment in the early stage? It's better to be the first horse, or to run behind the first horse, and then exert force in the end?" Li Jinren and Mr. Kui were still asking questions with all their attention, completely shocked by Fang Bingsheng's knowledge. The two of them nodded and bowed to Fang Bingsheng, so that the people who were eating around kept glanced at this side. Those who didn't know Fang Bingsheng thought to themselves: Who is this gentleman wearing glasses? He is dressed in a ragged manner, but can make that kind of rich man so respectful. Is it Mr. Lai, the rumored Feng Shui master of Shiligou?

Fang Bingsheng picked up the wine bowl and drank it. He found that the tiled bowl was empty. He also picked up the tiled wine pot on the table. Because he was happy, he unknowingly drank two pots of strong wine. He turned around and looked around and said, "It's time to order food now, and I can't talk about it in detail. My child still needs a science exam. Now he has to go home to make some delicious food for him. Let's stop here today. Let's get together again some other day."

This is a remark to rush the guests.

Of course, Fang Bingsheng didn't want to drive these two people away. On the contrary, he wanted to stick to others all the time. It sounded like the two guys were rich businessmen. His future might be on these two people.

After hearing what Fang Bingsheng said, Li Kui and the others turned their heads in shock. Only then did they realize that they were fascinated by Fang Bingsheng's instructions, and they didn't know when there were so many diners around.

The two looked at each other and went to suck the pocket watch in their arms. Mr. Kui was thin and quick-witted. He took it out first, took it out and shouted, "Mr. Fang is right! It's time to order for dinner! Let's borrow your brother Li's carriage. Let's go to Wangjiang Pavilion in Qilihe. There is no way to go to the suburbs of the city, and it's the best restaurant. Brothers must invite Mr. Fang to have a meal and express their feelings."

"I'll ask, I'll ask, this is my territory! The boss of Wangjiang Pavilion is also my brother! Let's go." Li Jinren laughed, but his eyes were staring at Fang Bingsheng, as if a poor man who bought a bride brought his wife out, and he was always afraid that she would turn around and run away.

Mr. Kui thought for a while and nodded, "Okay! Brother Li invites you tonight. Tomorrow, how about I invite Mr. Fang to the Bawang Building, the Imperial Avenue in Beijing for dinner? The Hunan cuisine there is authentic, and even the Foreign Minister Qin Liansheng is a regular visitor."

"No, no, don't bother! I'm very busy. My child's imperial examination, and I have to prepare for the imperial examination. Dechang store cannot do without my study." Fang Bingsheng waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

"Oh, what are you afraid of? Your son Gao Cai, you won't be a little bit short of your time without tutoring him all night. You must be in high school, just to get the top scorer in running! Dechang store? No, I'll buy two buckets of car light oil in his house. Can you not have a holiday? Let's go and have a good friend, you always have a good meal, right?" Mr. Kui grabbed Fang Bingsheng's arm and smiled, but he grabbed it so tightly, as if he was afraid that he would fly.

An hour ago, the thin man looked at himself with a look of a liar, and he didn't even want to find a decent place to sit down and talk. An hour later, he took himself to have a meal with a godfather-in-law attitude.

Fang Bingsheng was proud, but his mind was not stopped: when he was having a meal, he told them that there were too many emergencies in the election, and no matter how good the strategy was, it was useless to talk about it before the election. Even Zhuge Liang had to join the Shu army as the prime minister and get an official salary. He just trapped these two people and asked them to use the money to buy their own master's service.

"How much is it? The salary is ten yuan per month, how much bonus will I give to elect a member of the parliament? Damn, I was brought by the poor man in Shuihuo Street so hard that he didn't even dare to pay for his salary! How can I get ten yuan? I have to count the rewards at zero! By the way, is it one or two people? This must be calculated clearly." Fang Bingsheng thought so that his saliva was leaking, and he kept saying "It's too troublesome...", "It's really something...", "The child can't leave...", "There's no need to eat...", "There's no need to eat...", but he was pulled out of the store and walked out of the carriage by two rich merchants.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I left the store, I felt that the atmosphere was wrong. People on the street hurried to the west, with surprise on their faces. The people in the shops next to me were like rat holes when the flood arrived, and then they began to run wildly with joy.

"What's wrong?" Fang Bingsheng asked in confusion.

"Look at that side!" Mr. Kui pointed to the west, and everyone turned their heads to look. They saw black smoke rolling up from the small building not far away, just on this street.

"It's a fire! Let's take a look!" Li Jinren was overjoyed, and his expression was no different from the people on the street. After all, everyone likes to watch the fun, and it is not possible to see the fire every day, especially when the fire is on his own.

"That's Pi's clothing store. It's not far from Dechang Water and Fire Store where I work. I'll tell my boss and the others that I won't go to the evening." Fang Bingsheng said, walking over there with two customers, and even the coachman followed with a smile.

The name of "Pi's Clothing Store" is quite domineering, but it has neither fur nor a messy shop selling coarse cloth and robes. The former is because the boss's surname is Pi, and the latter is because Hai Song now doesn't care about anything, even the stalls that sew clothes on the street call themselves "** Clothing Store". This is the atmosphere;

So this store is actually very small, but it is much larger than Dechang Water and Fire. It is also a small wooden building. If compared with the place where Fang Bingsheng rents, it is considered a general commercial and residential wooden building, and Fang Bingsheng's living is considered a scaffolding.

The first floor here is a place where cloth and clothes are sold. The second floor was cut open by the landlord and rented it to three families. Now the rolling black smoke emerged to cover the street. The second floor was the second floor. The cloth shop guys and bosses below were rushing in and out of the black smoke. The mouse moved the cloth, clothes bundles, and sewing machines. The resident on the second floor came down and shouted his wife upstairs to throw the valuable things directly into the black smoke. But they had too few valuable things. After a while, all the bedding, pots and pans were thrown down. The owner was like a clown in a circus and rushed to catch the bowls left and right, and the pots and balls were even a coal ball stove at the end.

Every time one is caught or broken, there are bursts of cheers around. Now there are densely packed people watching the fun. It can be said that there are crowds of people.

At this moment, Fang Bingsheng, who was squeezed into the front of the crowd, heard a burst of gongs and yelling from behind, and then there were wailing sounds of being beaten. The crowd blocking the streets were like being pushed by an invisible hand and began to move reluctantly to both sides, flashing out a narrow road in the middle.

Fang Bingsheng, Li Jinren and Mr. Kui both stood on tiptoe and looked behind him, and said in unison: "The fire-fighting meeting is coming."

However, Fang Bingsheng was a "landlord". He jumped a few times and added: "It's the Annan Gang's firefighting meeting."

At this time, a team of "cavalry" drove through the crowded inner circle like an iron chisel prying open a rock: the first one was four shirtless men, holding sticks in their hands and cursing loudly, thrusting and smashing unscrupulously, and pushing the spectators who were blocking the way without opening their eyes;

Immediately followed by a mule pulling an old two-wheeled floor cart. On it is a huge oval wooden barrel, which is half a person tall. The barrel is equipped with two copper piston cylinders and a cross-bar pole. This is the top configuration of the firefighting club: when used, it starts the cross-bar and drives the piston, and uses pressure to spray water out of the water conveyor belt;

Next to the mule cart was a thin boy, constantly beating the gong, and shouting in ambiguous Cantonese: "Fighting the fire first, idle people dodge!"

A young man stood beside the bucket in the car. He was not tall, wearing a silk robe, a pocket watch and a gold ring. He looked very decent. However, the back of the robe was lifted up and stuffed into the waist of his trousers, and an axe was inserted diagonally on the belt behind him;

He has a strong figure, with a flat head, a raised cheekbones, a flat forehead, a pair of small long eyes, a tightly pursed lips, a fierce expression, and a layer of calluses on the fist exposed outside the sleeves of the robe, as if he had brought a layer of copper fist ring to his fist, which gave people a hideous feeling.

Behind him were ten strong men carrying ten loads of black and smelly water from the river, and following mule carts, which was to assist the human firefighting team of the water dragon in front. Behind the porter was a group of ragged children and young people jumping and laughing. The entire team looked like the decent young general standing in the car with a general with thousands of troops.

"This is Cha Zhiqing, a native of Guangxi, the second leader of the Annan Gang, and the leader of the firefighting team. Because he could not stand discrimination, he joined a gang formed by foreigners and foreigners. He liked to listen to the part of the preaching "God made everyone, and everyone was brother". He also taught others a lesson by saying that everyone was brother and was proud of being equal patriots. Everyone called him a "patriarch." Fang Bingsheng pointed to the short back and explained to the two distinguished guests.

The firefighting team walked downstairs of the Pi's clothing store and became busy. Some were debugging water dragons, some were putting down buckets, and taking out axes, iron chisels and other fire-fighting equipment from the car, but no drop of water drips upstairs of the clothing store with black smoke.

The owner of the garment shop saw that the firefighting team was coming. He rushed over immediately, grabbed Cha Zhiqing's arm and shouted: "Mr. Cha, you are here, I'll give you money! Save my store!"

"Get out!" Cha Zhiqing pushed Boss Pi to the ground with unhappy.

Then, the captain of the firefighting team pointed to Mulou, who began to spit out red flames from the black smoke and shouted: "Water and fire are ruthless, who dares to make a fortune? Go in and get it! God bless!"

Before he finished speaking, the crowd whistled. A group of half-grown boys who had just followed the firefighting meeting rushed into the smoke-filled water and fire shop. They were not old, all dressed in rags, and their hair was dirty. Most of them were still barefoot, like a group of little beggars. However, when they acted, they were like mercury pouring out of the ground, and hungry tigers came out of the hole. In the black smoke that could hardly open their eyes, they fought for anything valuable to grab in the store: cloth, clothes, shoes, chairs, and even trying to disassemble the wooden strips assembled into counters, and even swept away the account books and abacus.

"God, leave some for me. I have been opening this store for eight years before I can accumulate this little thing..." Boss Pi burst into tears and stopped the people who ran out of the fire with the things in his arms, but no one paid attention to him.

People call things from the fire not robbery, but picking up.

Because there is no fire fighting, it will save the house that is on fire, unless the owner specially offers a large price, a house that is on fire is considered a dead body in everyone's eyes.

It is like a rotten corpse of a lion. If it completely rots, it will only return to the dust; while the vulture and hyenas eat the edible part but do not waste this part.

So some fires are a feast, and the other is that the fire is too big and cannot be taken, or the dead one is not a lion but an ant, and there is no carrion to eat.

The only person who was polite to the boss kicked him down on the street as his chest, letting him cry on the ground, tears wet the water and fire streets full of oily soil, and groups of people around him who had successfully "picked" things ran away from the water and fire streets with their spoils and laughed.

"Damn it! Do you dare to sneak in the Annan Gang's place?!" At the same time, two firefighters used sticks to knock down a gangster who tried to follow the group of beggars to rush to the fire to pick up cheap. They beat each other up in the street, making them cry and cry and say that their parents rolled on the ground.

"Look, the fire will burn immediately. How much do you plan to pay me?" The black smoke rolled beside me, and the poisonous snakes began to flash inside like a letter. Cha Zhiqing held his arms and spoke to the three trembling people in front of him, his tone was like an imperial envoy in the inspection, exuding a sense of calmness and confidence.
Chapter completed!